#kelly/palmer/linda

[doom-dreaming]

The More The Merrier: Ch. 3 - Consummation

They’re not even five steps down the corridor when Kelly slams her against the wall, fingers twisted, tight with intent, into the fabric of her shirt. Adrenaline spikes through her, sharp and familiar and white-hot; a heady rush of arousal follows quickly on its heels. Lightning-fast, her own hands seek the straps of Kelly’s tank top. It would have taken much stronger alcohol—and a lot more of it—to dull her reflexes. Still, she should’ve known she wouldn’t be fast enough.

With a swiftness that's nearly impossible to track, Kelly swats her hands away. A heartbeat later, her wrists are clamped together over her head and Kelly is pressed against her so tightly she swears she can feel every layer of fabric separating the two of them. “This is for you,” Kelly whispers, chasing the words with her tongue, following the curve of Sarah’s jaw.

It was a bold move—she'd give Kelly that much—and boldness, while usually a risky strategy, was also (unfortunately) one of the very few keys to Sarah’s heart. She could already feel her sense of decorum starting to crumble. The firm curves of Kelly’s body fit so perfectly against her own and she allows herself a moment of fantasy, imagining those curves naked under her hands… She’d be damned if she was the only one getting stripped tonight.

“Taking her down right here in the hallway?”

Kelly hums; it’s halfway-adjacent to a laugh. “She might like it.” For a second or two—not long enough—Kelly’s lips linger on her skin. “But it’d be a shame to’ve kicked the boys out of the room tonight for nothing.”

Heat blossoms somewhere in Sarah’s gut and quickly sinks lower, and not just from the shock of Kelly leaving a parting nip on her neck. “You prepared for this?”

Kelly’s eyebrows arch. “You didn’t think we were just being friendly, did you?”

The heat between Sarah’s legs settles into a tight, heavy ache that makes the trek to Blue Team’s quarters more torture than it should be. Sure, when Roland had mentioned all three of their elevated heart rates, she’d expected some light flirting—or whatever passed as flirting for Class-IIs—not an entire contingency plan complete with semi-public foreplay and a conveniently-unoccupied room.

But Kelly and Linda were the core of the most competent Spartan unit to ever exist—should she really have expected anything less? Having Blue Team onboard the Infinity was teaching her—quickly—not to underestimate them. She’d watched them train, she knew how they approached a challenge, how they played when they could sense the odds were heavily in their favor, reveling in their skill and efficiency and ruthlessness. Really, it was her mistake for assuming this would be any different.

She risks a glance at the camera mounted over the door while Kelly’s fingers fly across the keypad. It was impossible to know where Roland was or wasn’t looking at any given moment, but she knows he’s too invested in this to allow his attention to lapse completely. They’d have an audience tonight whether she gave him permission or not.

The soft ‘beep’ of acceptance from the keypad is almost drowned by the hydraulic hiss of the door opening.

“After you,” Kelly chirps, punctuating the words with a firm slap to Sarah’s ass.

“I should write you up for insubordination.” Her tone stays stern and professional, but she’s betting they’ll pick up on the joke. …she hopes they’ll pick up on the joke.

“We’ll remind you in the morning,” Linda snipes back without missing a beat.

The lights in Blue Team’s quarters dim significantly when the three of them cross the threshold, almost as if on cue.

“Mood lighting, hm?” Kelly murmurs from somewhere over Sarah’s shoulder. “Thanks, Roland.”

Sarah grits her teeth. “Do not encourage him.”

The room’s holotank flickers gold, but that’s the only sign of acknowledgement the AI gives—no avatar, no pithy comment. Sarah’s almost impressed by his restraint. Almost.

The gentle ‘hsss-chnk’ of the door closing behind them may as well have been the starting alarm of a wargames match. All three Spartans burst into a flurry of motion, a storm of hands pawing, grabbing, tugging at anything within reach. Again, Sarah goes for the straps of Kelly’s tank top, and again Kelly slaps her away. It quickly becomes something of a dance, a rhythm, a give and take; Kelly yanks at the waistband of Sarah’s pants, Sarah takes the opportunity to slip her hands under Kelly’s top.

She knows it’s a losing battle; she’s outnumbered and outgunned and sure enough, with two against one, it doesn’t take long at all for Sarah’s—and only Sarah’s—clothes to litter the floor. Somewhere in the midst of the scuffle, her hair had been freed from its ponytail; she catches a glimpse of the band around Linda’s wrist.

Undoubtedly emboldened by the new vulnerability of their quarry, Kelly and Linda redouble the intensity of their attack, pressing in from both sides. Lips dance over skin, hungry, working their way up and down her neck, across her shoulders and collarbone, along her jaw, behind her ears.

Kelly drags her in by her bra straps, crushing their mouths into a rough, messy kiss. It’s not a good kiss—it’s mostly teeth and not nearly enough tongue—but it’s enough to distract Sarah from Kelly’s primary objective. Slim, quick fingers target the frontal clasp of her bra—a breath and a snap later, it’s open and Kelly is sliding the straps down Sarah’s arms for Linda to catch and remove from the other side.

Kelly’s teeth close down on Sarah’s bottom lip. “Looks like someone did a little planning of her own,” she notes, pulling away. “No way you just happened to be wearing that.”

Sarah runs her tongue over her lip and tastes copper. She smirks. “I had my hopes.” Despite all her best attempts at bravado, she’s embarrassingly wet by the time they actually make it to the nearest bunk. Kelly’s hands play cruel games at the junction of her thighs and she’s halfway made up her mind to just grab Kelly’s wrist and—

Kelly is on her faster than the thought can finish forming; a welcome weight settled on her hips, firm hands pinning her shoulders to the mattress. Another weight—Linda—slides onto the bunk behind her head and a second pair of hands takes the place of the first.

Kelly sits back on her heels, head slightly cocked, just the barest hint of a smirk on her lips. “How do you want to be fucked, Commander?”

Maybe it’s the use of the title, usually so formal, spoken so casually and in such a context. Maybe it’s the bite in Kelly’s voice, the way the words punch out of her. Maybe it’s the gentle, agonizing swipe of fingertips against her clit. Maybe it’s a combination of all three. Whatever the cause, there’s fire rising swiftly in her neck, threatening to spread to her ears. It’s damn near reflexive, the way she rocks her hips into Kelly’s hand, hungry for more pressure than the other woman seemed willing to give.

“You like that?” Without waiting for verbal acknowledgement, Kelly indulges her, tugging the damp fabric of her panties to the side and slipping two slender fingers into the slick heat between her legs.

Sarah can’t stop the growl that claws its way out of her throat, ears burning at the immediacy of the reaction. It wasn’t supposed to be this easy—she did this to herself on a regular basis, for fuck’s sake. But Kelly’s hands were not her own and that was making all the difference.

**********

Kelly curls her fingers on the return stroke before pushing deeper into the next thrust, studying Palmer’s body like a tactical map. Each twitch of muscle and every micro-expression that fluttered across her face was feedback for Kelly’s performance and so far, all Kelly could see were green lights across the board.

Palmer’s hips roll with the flow of Kelly’s fingers, her hands are gouging furrows into the sheets, and she’s blushing so hard Kelly swears she can feel the heat of it. Still, a change in tactics might yield better results... It was a risk she could take. Briefly, Kelly withdraws, switching fingers, pressing the heel of her hand into Palmer’s clit. The motion provokes an instant response, a shiver and a breathless, whispered curse.

Spurred on by the encouragement, Kelly shifts her weight, bracing herself on one arm, sliding her tongue up the length of Palmer’s stomach. She slows herself down, takes her time, licking long languid stripes over salty skin, rewarded by the involuntary ripples of toned muscle underneath. She works her way higher—over the curve of a breast, around a nipple.

At the fringes of her peripheral vision, she sees Linda’s hand pressed firmly against Palmer’s jaw, tilting her head back, no doubt forcing eye contact. “All bark and no bite so far, Commander,” Linda purrs. “I think Kelly’s disappointed.”

It was a familiar trick. Even though their roles were usually reversed on the battlefield, Kelly knew when Linda was setting her up to take a shot. She closes her lips around the nipple she’d been teasing, sucking gently, swirling her tongue to match the rhythm of her hand.

Whatever retort Palmer may have had to the comment comes out as a whimper instead.

**********

They were unraveling her—fast. She knew they would and she wanted it, but…god damn. Every inch of her skin is on fire and the brilliant green of Linda’s eyes may as well have been the beckoning of a cold, clear pool. She can almost imagine herself diving in as Linda leans closer.

“Relax,” the sniper murmurs. “If you’re not gonna fight, you might as well enjoy it.”

The grip on her jaw loosens, but their eyes stay locked. She swallows, still intensely aware of Kelly’s mouth on her skin, her fingers curling and spreading and exploring. Sarah’s palms are sweaty, her hands are twisted in the sheets, and she’s not sure she could move them even if she wanted to—not against the ruthless tempo Kelly is currently torturing her with. Relaxing was easier said than done.

“Having fun yet?” Kelly flashes a grin that falls short of 'cheeky' and lands somewhere in 'predatory.' Lips at the wrong angles—again, too many teeth.

It’s hot. Sarah feels cornered. Her wildly-enhanced fight-or-flight response is wreaking havoc in her brain, crossing wires about what her body should or shouldn’t be doing. She pushes through the haze and focuses, managing to tilt her hips into a more agreeable angle. She hopes that’s enough of an answer.

Kelly makes some strange sound of approval, more animal than human, and the inferno raging under Sarah’s skin blooms to a breaking point in the pit of her stomach. Muscles tighten. Spasm. Release. Kelly fucks her through it, leaving a line of light kisses down her chest. Linda’s fingers are delicate and strangely affectionate as they comb through her hair. Gradually, the fire ebbs into a dull, heavy smolder that settles into her bones.

They leave her alone for a minute, enveloped in that warmth. Gracefully, carefully, they move over and around her, leaving her blissfully untouched as they switch places. Linda slots herself into the space Kelly had left, maneuvering until she can lay flat on her stomach. A sniper’s position, Sarah thinks lazily. The mental alarm bell of what that actually entails catches up with her a second too late. By that point, Kelly is already behind her, grabbing her wrists, pulling her arms over her head.

She squirms and tugs. Unsurprisingly, Kelly’s grip remains steadfast.

“Didn’t Linda tell you to relax?”

Yeah, because that’d worked so well the first time. But her head was clearer and she wasn’t balanced on the edge of an orgasm, being betrayed by her own muscles… She could try. She shuts her eyes and puts some effort into it, taking inventory of her body, trying to sink into each sensation. There’s a grounding effect to the pressure of Kelly’s hands around her wrists, it’s warm and comfortable, in an anchoring way. The sheets are soft under her bare back. Cool air blows across her stomach, counteracting the heat of her body.

She loses focus as Linda’s tongue leaves a hot, wet streak up the inside of her thigh—and another directly against the already-soaked crotch of her (still yet to be removed) panties. Linda’s fingers join her tongue a few seconds later, toying with the edges of the fabric, sneaking under for a touch before retreating again.

Sarah doesn’t know if she’s in any position to negotiate, but she tries anyway. “Will you get those damn things off me?” Her voice doesn’t come out nearly as strong as she’d hoped it would.

Linda’s only answer is a snort and a playful tug at the waistline that sends the elastic snapping back against Sarah’s hip. She bites back a groan and shuts her eyes again, doing her damnedest to be patient. Linda’s tongue works in slow strokes; it does feel good, but the flare of returning arousal is quickly burning off the effects of the afterglow and it takes significant willpower to keep Sarah from bucking her hips directly into Linda’s face.

They were right. She should be enjoying it. Her date nights with Tom had been few and far between as of late, and in the event there was sex involved, it was quick. Not unsatisfying, not at all obligatory, just…quick. It seemed as though everyone in her life, herself included, always had something going on, something they needed to be doing. Tom’s responsibilities only multiplied by the minute. Miller was almost always running an op—not that that ever discouraged her from screwing around with him if she had a few minutes to kill…

The point was, she hadn’t had a good, thorough fucking in what felt like an eternity. She could relax. She could enjoy this. Really, they were doing her a favor—

Without warning, Linda pulls her panties to the side. The sudden rush of cool air against hot skin instantly sends her train of thought crashing off its tracks and into a ditch. Linda’s tongue is back in action within seconds and Sarah’s fingers twitch, desperate with the desire to tangle into that gorgeous red hair and yank…but Kelly's grip on her wrists makes that impossible. At least for the moment.

The movement, of course, doesn't escape Kelly's attention. She leans down into Sarah’s line of sight, a dangerous smirk on her lips. “Need something?”

Sarah opens her mouth to bite back, but Linda’s tongue sliding across her clit draws a breathless whine from her lips instead.

Kelly’s smile gets toothy and feral again. “Sorry? Didn’t quite catch that…”

“Just fuck me already,” Sarah hisses, jerking against Kelly’s restraint at the next flick of Linda’s tongue. To hell with relaxing; she was done being patient. “What do I have to say? Please?”

“Might be nice.” Linda’s tone is cool and utterly unbothered. The sensation of her breath is enough to send goosebumps crawling across Sarah’s skin.

“Tell us how badly you want it,” Kelly purrs.

Oh, she made it sound like such a simple request. No, this was a game for them. Sarah was nothing more than a mouse caught between the paws of two very cruel cats. She huffs. “You're sadistic, you know that?”

Kelly leans even closer, almost cheek-to-cheek. “You like it.”

Of course she did. But relaxing and enjoying herself was one thing. Admitting desperation was another. Besides, they didn't need her to vocalize anything her body wasn't already communicating; she may as well have been broadcasting her desire over open comms. And they were picking it up loud and clear.

“Alright then.” Kelly pulls back, smug. “We do this the hard way. I think she wants to sing for us.”

Linda answers with a low chuckle. “Let's hear it.”

**********

Kelly can't school the grin that crosses her face the moment Palmer finally breaks. Seeing her commander laid bare and vulnerable in front of her is akin to a battle-rush—that feeling of hot blood and razor-sharp senses at the first hint of danger.

She locks eyes with Linda over the writhing plane of Palmer’s body. Her sister was working her calculated, methodical magic and Palmer was singing. She’d been trying to say something for the past few minutes—something Kelly assumed was ‘please’—but hadn’t managed to make it past the initial sound without the word devolving into unintelligible moans. Linda’s head bobs, prompting the loudest cry they’d heard so far.

“Agh—!” Palmer doesn’t even have time to catch her breath before she’s gasping out another attempt. “Pl—p…” She’s staring up at Kelly with manic arousal. “Please! Please...”

Kelly cocks her head. “She’s pretty when she begs.” Even though she means it more as a taunt than a compliment, Kelly can admit there’s a layer of sincerity in the comment. Palmer has the beauty of a caged tiger, seething with powerless fury, hungry for control Kelly isn’t allowing.

“Fuck me,” she huffs, teeth bared, still clearly trying to capture enough air to form the words. “That’s a gah—ah!” Her hands tighten into fists as she fights against Linda’s distractions long enough to spit out the rest of the sentence. “...a goddamn order!”

Kelly’s gaze flicks from Palmer back to Linda. The sniper’s brows raise by mere millimeters, but Kelly interprets the question with ease. Should we?

She waits, counting heartbeats. One. Two. …three. She sets the caged tiger free.

**********

Her inhibitions and final shreds of professionalism tear to tatters as her hands find purchase in Linda’s hair. She needed more contact. Now.

With another low laugh that rattles Sarah’s bones from the inside, Linda obliges. Silent moans spill from Sarah’s lips, swallowed and stifled by quick, heavy breaths. She’s been stripped to raw nerves, capable of doing nothing but feeling. Linda seems determined to map out Sarah’s entire internal topography with her tongue. Kelly’s fingers dance over the ridges of her ribs. Stars bloom behind her eyes as she crashes—finally, mercifully—over the edge. She’s vaguely aware of Kelly crooning something into her ear, but she’s too far gone to actually parse the words.

She feels like she floats for hours, hazy and warm, suspended in honey. Kelly and Linda are speaking, but the conversation is distant and watery and it doesn’t feel like she’s included, so she doesn’t bother trying to understand any of it. Her muscles have turned to wet sand; she knows it won’t last long and doesn’t bother fighting it. Relax, they’d told her. Well, now she had no choice.

She’s not sure how long she lays there. Kelly and Linda’s words gradually sharpen as her mind clears, then fall silent as she forces herself to stir and stretch. It takes her a minute to realize they’re watching her with some flavor of expectation, so she says the first thing that comes to mind. “...is that it?”

Kelly scoffs. “And risk insulting your stamina? No. That was a warmup.”

Sarah’s face flushes with heat. Before the other two have a chance to comment on what she knows is a highly-visible blush, Roland chooses that moment to make an appearance. She’d never thank him out loud, but she's grateful for the distraction.

“Ahem.” He makes a show of clearing a throat he doesn’t have, a gesture made all the more ridiculous by the decision to speak without the added illusion of his avatar. “Apologies for the intrusion, Commander, but I’ve taken the liberty of rescheduling tomorrow morning’s drills with Fireteam Hydra. Hope you don’t mind. …have a good night!”

And just like that, her gratitude evaporates. The glow of the holotank doesn’t even fade, it just snaps off. Roland was, metaphorically, sprinting in the opposite direction. And for good reason. Sarah didn’t know how to strangle an AI, but she was sure with a little creativity she could figure something out.

[poisonheadcrabsalesman]

Nightmare

Another prompt drabble - more Kelly/Palmer/Linda

-

"This is a nightmare." Fred said less than twenty seconds into a friendly round of War Games.

"Fred, focus." John replied. He wasn't entertaining any thoughts about...this. He was just being supportive. And he and Fred could win this if they worked together. His sisters were distracted.

"Chief. We're not going to win this. Kelly's competitive on a good day. Now she's got someone to show off for." Fred shoots back as if reading his thoughts.

"And Linda?"

"She's only gotten worse. You missed her trickshot phase. She's more stubborn than you too."

As if on cue, a bullet ricocheted and clipped Fred's armor, lighting up the Mjolnir and giving away their position. He huffed a breath over TEAMCOMM.

"We need to move cover."

John couldn't see his brother's gaze through his polarized visor but he could feel the fire in Fred's eyes burning into his own helmet at that comment.

"Lead the way, Chief."

-

"This is a nightmare" Fred repeats, 90 seconds into the War Games sim as a red blip on their radar circles closer. Kelly's energetic and prodding their defenses while Linda keeps Fred and John pinned down with potshots.

John stays silent.

-

"This is –" Fred starts.

"A nightmare. I know." John finishes, helping him over to a fortifying position in a small encampment. The concrete bunker does little to muffle the high caliber rounds whistling past them and the explosions shaking the sim. "Kelly knew what we were expecting and changed tactics."

Fred groans and shifts his weight to one leg. "Yeah."

"Don't."

"Don't what?"

"Comment."

"On the fact that she's picking some things up from the Commander?"

John's interrupted before he can respond by footsteps on the roof.

Fred looks at him and pulls his knife. A whisper crawls across TEAMCOMM. "Nightmare."

-

"Good job taking out the CQC expert and finishing them off. Great teamwork out there today." Palmer congratulates Kelly and Linda in front of the observing IVs and the other, more injured members of Blue Team.

John's not hurt too much beyond some bruising to his torso and his pride.

Kelly and Linda were a challenge on a good day, but proper motivation made them a force of nature. He has to look away from how their body language is beaming with pride. His sisters are basking in the commander's good graces.

He's happy for them, he thinks, gritting his teeth. And he's not a sore loser, even if Kelly used a cheap shot in the end. They'd both been fighting dirtier for a training exercise. John tilts his visor over to peer at them.

The grenade and warthog flip had been...inspired.

But he wasn't going to say anything about bad influences. He's not that big of a hypocrite.

[poisonheadcrabsalesman]

We are on the same wavelength

Based on a conversation w @poisonheadcrabsalesman, post palmer sandwich getting together, palmer ups her fireteams training :)

[empresskadia]

Round 7 because it's Bungie's favorite number. This is the final roster for my little series of brain rotting thoughts. Speaking of brain rot, I finished the Cole Protocol so it's why one of our final Spartans made the list. Consider this one a birthday present, and I wish you a very happy birthday. Hear me out:

-

It's well known that Linda-058 has a tendency to fire from unorthodox positions - oftentimes hooking herself to an unassuming spot for the perfect shot. It was only with you, her partner, that she would use this for evil. One time, she slowly dropped from one of her spots suspend by a rope around and her ankle and waited to see how long it would take you to notice that she was dangling upside-down behind you. When she got bored, she tapped your shoulder and scared the soul out of you, quietly laughing as she swung back and forth after you pushed her. She made up for it by kissing you, one of her hands delicately placed over your cheek.

-

Kelly-087 wants to have all the cheesy movie dates with you. Maybe it's because of all those romantic comedy movies she's secretly watched (Do NOT tell Fred. She'll never live it down.) but those dates have been something that, for the longest time, she could only dream of. A part of her never thought she'd get to see the day where someone could look at her like she held their heart in the palm of her hand, but that was before she met you. Now she gets those dates she always wanted, even if they're modified. A picnic in the woods on a stealth operation. Stargazing together during a warm summer evening on a battlefield. A dinner date at a diner at the mess hall. A quiet drive with you in a Warthog. The small taste of normalcy that completes her. You complete her

-

Prior to meeting you, Cal-141 had never feared her own strength. Her strength was a weapon, capable of lifting even the heaviest of military applications or crushing her enemies. It was only when she fell in love with you that she feared it. She wanted to hold your hand or hug you but was terrified of hurting you. She'd never forgive herself if she did. It was only when you, ever luminous you, reassured her that you trusted her, that you didn't think she would hurt you on purpose, that she felt comfortable enough to try. When she finally hugged you of her own accord, she had never felt so loved as you held her tight.

-

Even before the pellet was removed, Kai-125 always had a sort of fondness for you. She couldn't explain it, not then, but she was drawn to you. Your laughter was music, your smile blinding, yet she could not truly appreciate it until she got to be free of her pellet. The feeling in her chest, the warmth in her core when she got you to laugh or smile that blazing smile? It made her feel alive. Human. And she'd never tire of it.

-

If you found yourself lucky enough to be dating Alice-130, then congratulations! It probably took a lot of bonding, trust building, and patience (and probably a few losses in the ring.) Alice prides herself on her combat ability and acts cold-hearted, but in truth, her heart was yours. She won't admit it but she's softer with you than evergone else. Of course, she'll still say that the sparring matches were to test your mettle but it's mostly her way of having an excuse to spend time with you. If you manage to land a hit on her or, somehow, take her down to the mat? Hearts in her eyes!

-

You have no idea how Adriana-111 took a liking to you, but she did. Honestly, Grey Team was starting to feel less like an assignment and more like a small family to you. Yet, out of all them, Adriana was the one you spent the most time with. And you didn't know why. Perhaps she enjoyed the moments of prolonged peaceful quiet you shared? Was it the small talk you shared while cleaning weapons together, where she tried to teach you how to assemble her rifle? The fierce competitions at the range where you tried to one-up each other? Or was it moments like this, spent with her team as you shared a meal you made for them while you tried to show her how to hold hands? Where you tried to show Jai a neat little knife trick you learned? Or when you also tried to show Michael how to jailbreak his PDA? You didn't know. But her hand gently held yours, rubbing your knuckles like you did hers.

-

It's rare, but sometimes Sarah Palmer will make trips to your quarters if her schedule has kept her so busy that she hasn't seen you in a very long period of time. She'll feel bad because she only has seen you in official capacity but not personal capacity. Your schedules just never seem to line up sometimes. So, expect her to come to your quarters with a bag of burgers from the mess and a nervous smile. She'll give you a very tender kiss and then exhaustively, and a little bit dramatically, collapse on your bed. The Spartan Commander will share a few laughs, an unhealthy dinner, and some gossip with you before, finally, falling asleep in your arms. She'll pretend that she forgot to set her alarm in the morning so she could sneak put of your room before anyone saw her, but it'd be a lie. She didn't want to leave - so, she'll just have to sneak out instead.

I’M SCREAMING, OMG, THANK YOU! I received this while at dinner and minorly choked on my drink BUT YOU INCLUDED ADRIANA AND I ADORE HER

I also just finished the Cole Protocol and Grey team did not disappoint. I seriously love their banter with one another. Also I’m heartbroken this is the end of the brain rotting thoughts. I adored all of them and they’re my favorite to go back and read through. Thank you so much for sending these in and taking me on this journey with you <333

Linda is 100% a little shit with her partner. I think they would bring out a side to her that she didn’t really acknowledged, but finds herself having fun with you.

Dfvjkdnflv KELLY. I’m screaming! Kelly wants to experience everything that was taken from her. She loves her Spartans but apart of her thinks that she was cheated out on a normal life, granted she wouldn’t changed becoming a spartan if given the opportunity. But now with her partner in her life, it feels like a puzzle piece has fallen into place.

Cal! I’m crying, that’s so sweet. When she first hugs her partner, she feels almost overwhelmed with feelings, it feels right.

And sweet Kai, I love this troupe of her already being affected by her future partner before the pellet removal

Alice loves sparring with her partner, or taking them on dates in a tank she was given stole

You are giving me ideas for a short series over here!! And potentially a new oc. BUT ADRIANA. Heart eyes right now for her. I’M SCREAMING, CRYING, CHOKING, THROWING UP. AND YOU INCLUDED ALL OF GREY TEAM IN THIS,A AHHHHHAHJENF

SARAH IS A CUTIE. No matter how long she’s been with her partner, Sarah will get nervous butterflies every now and again, it’s something she’s unable to stop herself for doing and always lectures herself for. However the moment she sees her partner, she hopes the feeling never stops.

[multi-muse-transect]

With Rosenda alive, I’m hoping we get a second incarnation of Noble Team that’s part of Spartan Operations. I always see them as like the Wreckers from Transformers meets the Suicide Squad from DC, the roster always changes and the mission fatality is really high but a select few brave and above average Spartans are chosen to have the title of Noble.

Even better, there’s a bit of a ritual each incarnation does and it’s to visit Reach to honor the first Noble Team before heading off to a mission and the statue in Reach in their honor is decorated in writings and photos from their successors.

[paterday]

The eepys

[hoardsrobotslikeadragon]

Halo Infinote would have been way better if at some point the rest of Blue Team showed up with not just Samus, but also an ass ton of fellow constantly-wearing-armor-folk and possibly robots too (ya know, Destiny is a thing)

Banished/Garbage-Tier Remnants of the Created/Endless/Ur-Didact pathetically climbimg out of the Domain/Precursors/whoever who is unlucky enough to end up on the reciving side should absolutely shiver at that mob tossing a violent GoPro at them

there’s a metroid/halo crossover that lives rent free in my head where blue team puts samus in their squad and act like she’s been there the entire time

[vintagelasvegas]

Fremont Street, Las Vegas, 1984

Photo by West Light (Tom Campbell & Gary Boulanger)

Left to right: Kelly Dodson, Debbie Brueckner, and Marrie Hill of the Tropicana Folies Bergère; Deanna Sanders, Linda West, Linda Anne Marie of Wild World of Burlesque at Holiday Casino; Ernie 'Blinko the Clown' Burch of Circus Circus; Charlie Charles (below), Jimmy Romano, and Katherine Sandrowski (top); Charles King, King Charles Unicycle Troupe; Eddie Rodriguez, Karl Eagan, Stephanie Lawson Brooks, Rick Nordstrom, and Enrique Corro; Janet Hintzen and Lisa Roof; Toni Ashton, Nancy Wright, and Marion Palmer, Bluebell dancers of Stardust's Lido de Paris.

[doom-dreaming]

The More The Merrier: Ch. 3.5

“So.” Kelly’s voice rises out of the warm darkness. “Think you’ll go back to Lasky after that?”

Sarah snorts. “Of course I will. Exclusivity with anyone was never on the negotiating table.”

“Obviously,” Linda murmurs. Her breath tickles the back of Sarah’s neck.

“Just how complicated is this little…” Kelly flutters her fingers in the air, “...web you’re in?”

“Not as complicated as the rumors make it sound,” Sarah mutters, pillowing her arm under her head. Linda shifts to accommodate the movement and Sarah is once again hyper-aware of the heat from each body pressed up against her. It’s a lot—far more than she’s used to—but it’s…nice.

“Everyone knows about you and the Captain,” Kelly continues. “But is it true that Roland’s involved?”

“I swear to—” Sarah huffs. “If he's going around telling people, I’ll decommission him myself.” She’s speaking more to the room than Kelly—she knows he’s listening, in some capacity—but she follows the threat with a reluctant nod. “Yeah. Technically.”

There’s a subtle shift in Kelly’s expression; Sarah’s not intimately familiar with the nonverbal nuances specific to Kelly’s generation of Spartan, but she can still tell something dangerous is happening behind those eyes. “...whatever you’re thinking, I don’t want to be anywhere near you when the dust settles.”

Kelly’s attention snaps back to her, lips twisting into a smirk. “Oh, she learns fast, doesn’t she?”

Against her back, Sarah feels a ghost of a laugh vibrate in Linda’s chest.

“Trust that instinct,” Kelly whispers, sliding a finger down Sarah’s sternum. Anticipation coils in the pit of her stomach, but Kelly’s hand leaves her skin without instigating anything more. “So how does it work? He’s along for the ride?”

She’s still wary of whatever’s going through Kelly’s head, but she nods. “One of us plugs him in—usually Tom, they integrate better—we fuck, we put him back in the ship.” She shrugs.

“And he likes it?”

“Can’t get enough. He wanted to hitchhike with me tonight.”

Linda’s voice is syrupy in her ear. “Should’ve let him.”

“No. Not a chance in hell. Maybe the third or fourth time, but not the first.”

Kelly props herself up on her elbow and Sarah can practically feel the look she exchanges with Linda. “You think this’ll happen again?”

“Didn’t you just ask me if I’d leave Lasky for you?”

The comment draws noises of amusement from both of them and a warm knot settles itself somewhere inside Sarah’s chest. She does her best to ignore it. She isn’t sure she can allow herself to develop the same kind of feelings for them that she has for Tom. Honestly, she isn’t sure that would even work out if she tried. No, this could stay physical and nothing more. And she could be okay with that. Hell, it worked with Miller, didn’t it? This wouldn’t have to be any different.

“I wouldn’t mind it,” Kelly sighs, settling back down onto the pillows. Sarah’s still glad she didn’t have to be the one to make the admission. “How about you, Lin?”

Linda’s arms wrap tighter around Sarah’s ribs. “She’s fun. We should keep her.”

Sarah stays quiet. She doesn’t admit that she likes how possessive they’re being. She doesn’t acknowledge the growing burn of affection at how they’re already comfortable enough to banter and use nicknames around her. She just breathes steadily into the lull that settles over the three of them and enjoys it for what it is.

Kelly, again, breaks the silence. “Is that it, then? Just you and Roland and the Captain? Not much of a web after all.”

“Well…” For a second, she’s hesitant to bring attention to the smaller connections, but if Kelly and Linda were going to be involved in the whole mess, anyway… “No. There’s also Miller.” She’s about to elaborate—Blue Team couldn’t be bothered to remember the name of every S-IV they did or didn’t work with—but Kelly surprises her.

“The whiny one that handles Ops?”

“I know how it sounds. But he’s…” She sighs. “He’s easy to boss around and starved for praise.” Yeah, it really did sound bad when she said it out loud. “And you should blame Roland for getting him involved in the first place…”

[poisonheadcrabsalesman]

The Kelly/Palmer/Linda ideas are continuing (I have to decide canon or au and where in the timeline)- here's a cleaned up snippet I hurt Pater with a while ago.

-

"Do you think she's still mad about the whole AWOL thing?"

Kelly and the rest of Blue Team watch War Games as Commander Palmer kills a hunter with her hands after her knife embeds in the writhing flesh of the gestalt.

Kelly looks, for lack of a better term, dreamy as she watches the Commander work. Maybe dreamy is not a word one uses to describe a Spartan II, but there's something akin to a smile tugging at her lips and her bright eyes are focused with a burning mischief that only spells disaster for those in the blast radius.

Fred looks nauseous and John is a wall. Fred often looks concerned when Kelly gets a certain type of idea in her head because he'd been the leader of Blue Team in John's absence and was usually left to deal with the brunt of the fallout. John became a wall whenever he didn't know how to respond and didn't have a clever line to say.

Linda, however, approaches her sister with her head titled and expression blank. "You should ask her."

"Oh we're encouraging this?" Fred asks, voice raising an octave only perceptible to his teammates.

"Kelly." John says and she turns. "You two have the same sense of humor."

She grins. "Oh?"

"Making digs at me." John looks back to the scene in War Games and Commander Palmer is using grenades to flip a warthog onto the incoming wave of fresh opponents. "You two should have fun."

Kelly's grin broadens into a real smile. Even Linda huffs air out her nose.

Blue Team watches her jog towards the exit as the simulation ends.

[empresskadia]

OKAY CAN WE TALK ABOUT COMMANDER SARAH PALMER FOR A MINUTE-

Also same on the regret train, what is this injustice???

But I just watched a video on Palmer talking to her Spartan-IVs and she goes "Ladies....and other spartans" I ADORE HER, had me cracking up.

I saw your tags on the Kelly posts, I'm genuinely curious, who are the other two that you're feral for?

Linda 058 and Commander Sarah Palmer bb

The only regret I have in life is that I only have two hands and can only hold only two of their hands

[empresskadia]

Round 4 because Part III was that good, holy crap. Hear me out:

-

Linda-058 has a secret sweet tooth. Growing up in the Spartan program, sweets were usually fought for if they weren't given out as a reward or hidden well, so she learned to hide hers the best. (She also learned where all the other candidates hid theirs.) Even outside the program, she kept it a secret because she had a reputation to keep. She couldn't be Linda, the Sniper Goddess if she was caught eating ice cream. Then, she met you. You had never seen her blush before, but her face was as red as her hair when she shared a chocolate milkshake with you. When you both finished, she kissed the leftover whip cream off the tip of your nose.

-

Kelly-087's affections are usually expressed physically in a variety of ways. She has a tendency to lift you off the ground when she hugs you, playing with your fingers while holding hands, or "sneak attacking" you with kisses when she thinks you aren't paying attention. You know she's coming, but you don't have the heart to tell her that.

-

Cal-141 likes to carry you in the way one would carry a bride. She thinks it's cute, and it reminds her of the tales of knights and princesses from when she was a child before the Spartan program. One time, you had bought her a golden dress that would fit her because she had mentioned wanting one ever since she was a kid, and it was like the fairy tales had come true. Cal offered her hand to you after she managed to put it on, insisting on dancing with her knight in shining armor.

-

Sarah Palmer isn't the best with her feelings. Being an ODST during the war and the Commander of all the Spartan-IVs after the war, she tends to hide her emotions behind a mask. Fortunately, as her second in command, you're able to see past the mask she puts on for others. She shows her love in subtle ways, in ways your subordinates wouldn't notice. The way her touch lingers just a few seconds longer, the way her lips ever so slightly curl upward when she sees you, how her eyes tend to flick to you. She's a lot less subtle with her affections in the privacy of your own quarters though.

PART 3 WAS FREAKIN AMAZING, tell me more,

Linda would threaten you to never tell anyone, not even the rest of blue team can know. This is also where she would confess to stealing everyone else's sweets in the program. AND KISSES MY NOSE *FERAL NOISE* that got me good, I'm screaming, and I just tossed my laptop to the side in excitement. Linda <3, honestly, Linda is a beauty-

Kelly is the most affection spartan and she has moments where she looks at her partner and this unexplainable desire to shower them with kisses comes over her. She also likes holding their face in the palm of her hand and will say "my whole world fits in the palm of my hand" ALSO, I would really like Kelly to pick me up and hold me against the wall-

because she would just to see her partner get flustered as hell

omg Cal <3, sweet angel, she would carry you like a princess and even kiss your nose or forehead when she's getting overwhelmed with feelings. AND THE DRESS, first, she would look beautiful, and second, you would help her pin her hair up while you also kiss her scars.

I believe Sarah and her partner would have their own subtle way of their affections for Sarah's sake too. Roland is the only one who has caught on and has been threatened into silence not by the commander but by her second-in-command. Sarah thinks about her partner in the little things throughout the day and when they're in bed together, she will tell them about all the things that made her think of you with a small smile on her face and her ears turning into a tinted pink.

[caffeineyum]

this is gold. I’m laughing my ass off

for reasons unknown some errors i had with posting this video. anyway no one asked but i shall receive

[montesfamilyblog]

Heritage In Concert: Live! Worship Songs with Celebrities World Tour

Heritage In Concert: Live! Worship Songs with Celebrities World Tour is an upcoming concert tour that it will be made by an American gospel group Heritage Singers (founded by the late Max Mace and his wife Lucy, with their two children Valerie Ann and Gregory James) to promote their newest upcoming studio album Back to Life. The tour will sometime began on 2025 or 2026, and coming soon, one of the shows will be filmed at Loma Linda University Seventh-Day Adventist Church, also, to be released into a DVD, streamed on Peacock, premiered on YouTube, and on Television, sometime on 2026 or 2027.

Intro Welcome & Prayer

Set list    1.    I Speak Jesus (Charity Gayle cover; Scott Reed, Shani Judd Diehl, Val Mace Mapa)    2.    Perfect / Rest (Ed Sheeran / Jaci Velazquez covers, Tim Davis, Scott Reed, Miguel Verazas ft. Pentatonix & Tori Kelly)    3.    Joyful Joyful (Henry van Dyke cover, Tim Calhoun ft. Lauryn Hill & Beyoncé)    4.    Second Chances (Anointed cover, from “Jonah: a VeggieTales movie”, Tim & Melody Davis ft. Jennifer Hudson)    5.    Peacespeaker (Shani Judd Diehl, Tim Davis, Melody Davis, Val Mace Mapa, Summer Joy Davis)    6.    I Can Only Imagine (MercyMe cover; Scott Reed, sign by Holly Reed)    7.    Como dijiste (also "Come Like You Promised" in English, Christine D'Clario cover, ft. Anna Kendrick & Stephanie Beatriz)    8.    Our God (Chris Tomlin cover, Val Mace Mapa ft. Olivia Rodrigo, Camila Cabello, Tori Kelly, Jennifer Hudson & Pentatonix)    9.    Sometimes It Takes a Mountain (Scott Reed, Shani Judd Diehl, Miguel Verazas)    10.    I Am Not Ashamed (Shani Judd Diehl)    11.    Praise (Brandon Lake, Chris Brown & Chandler Moore cover, ft. NSYNC)    12.    Song of Glory (Scott Reed, Tim Davis)

Meet the Heritage Singers Group Photoshoot

   1.    I Wanna Praise You (also "Quiero Adorarte" in Spanish bilingual, Impact SDA Multicultural Church's “United In Christ” music group cover, Val Mace Mapa ft. Rosalie Chiang, Isabela Merced, Halle Bailey, Sabrina Carpenter)    2.    What a Day That Will Be (Val Mace Mapa, Scott Reed)    3.    That Sounds Like Home to Me (Scott Reed, Max Mace)    4.    The Lighthouse (Max Mace, Miguel Verazas, Summer Joy Davis, Marcelo Constanzo, Dave Bell)    5.    Oh Happy Day/Nothing But The Blood (Tim Davis)    6.    The Blessing (Kari Jobe & Cody Carnes cover, ft. LADY GAGA, BARBRA STREISAND, JOSH GROBAN, ARIANA GRANDE, CELINE DION, JASON DERULO, IDINA MENZEL, KELLY CLARKSON, TAYLOR SWIFT, PENTATONIX, JANE LYNCH, TORI KELLY, JENNIFER LOPEZ, STEPHANIE BEATRIZ, ANNA KENDRICK, NSYNC, CECE WINANS, KEKE PALMER, SABRINA CARPENTER, ROSALIE CHIANG, ISABELA MERCED, HALLE BAILEY, JASON MRAZ, JOSH DELA CRUZ, ALLY BROOKE, LAUREN DAIGLE, OLIVIA RODRIGO, LAURYN HILL, BRUNO MARS, BEYONCÉ, ANDREA BOCELLI, MILEY CYRUS, PATTI LABELLE, USHER, JENNIFER HUDSON, JUSTIN BIEBER, SELENA GOMEZ, LECRAE, TOBYMAC, SHAKIRA, KATY PERRY & MEGHAN TRAINOR)    7.    What More Can I Give (also "Todo Para Ti" in Spanish, Michael Jackson and the All Stars cover, ft. LADY GAGA, BARBRA STREISAND, JOSH GROBAN, ARIANA GRANDE, CELINE DION, JASON DERULO, IDINA MENZEL, KELLY CLARKSON, TAYLOR SWIFT, PENTATONIX, JANE LYNCH, TORI KELLY, JENNIFER LOPEZ, STEPHANIE BEATRIZ, ANNA KENDRICK, NSYNC, CECE WINANS, KEKE PALMER, SABRINA CARPENTER, ROSALIE CHIANG, ISABELA MERCED, HALLE BAILEY, JASON MRAZ, JOSH DELA CRUZ, ALLY BROOKE, LAUREN DAIGLE, OLIVIA RODRIGO, LAURYN HILL, BRUNO MARS, MICHAEL JACKSON, BEYONCÉ, ANDREA BOCELLI, MILEY CYRUS, PATTI LABELLE, USHER, JENNIFER HUDSON, JUSTIN BIEBER, SELENA GOMEZ, LECRAE, TOBYMAC, SHAKIRA, KATY PERRY & MEGHAN TRAINOR)    8.    We Are the World (USA for Africa cover, ft. LADY GAGA, BARBRA STREISAND, JOSH GROBAN, ARIANA GRANDE, CELINE DION, JASON DERULO, IDINA MENZEL, KELLY CLARKSON, TAYLOR SWIFT, PENTATONIX, JANE LYNCH, TORI KELLY, JENNIFER LOPEZ, STEPHANIE BEATRIZ, ANNA KENDRICK, NSYNC, CECE WINANS, KEKE PALMER, SABRINA CARPENTER, ROSALIE CHIANG, ISABELA MERCED, HALLE BAILEY, JASON MRAZ, JOSH DELA CRUZ, ALLY BROOKE, LAURYN HILL, OLIVIA RODRIGO, LAUREN DAIGLE, BRUNO MARS, MICHAEL JACKSON, BEYONCÉ, STEVIE WONDER, LIONEL RICHIE, DIANA ROSS, ANDREA BOCELLI, MILEY CYRUS, PATTI LABELLE, USHER, JENNIFER HUDSON, JUSTIN BIEBER, SELENA GOMEZ, LECRAE, TOBYMAC, SHAKIRA, KATY PERRY & MEGHAN TRAINOR)

Singers    •    Dave Bell    •    Tim Calhoun    •    Marcelo Constanzo    •    Melody Davis    •    Tim Davis    •    Cindy Haffner •    Becki Trueblood Craig    •    Shani Judd Diehl    •    Val Mace Mapa    •    Scott Reed    •    Summer Joy Davis    •    Miguel Verazas

Band    •    Art Mapa – guitars    •    Austin Mapa – drums    •    Nino Ocampo – bass    •    Joel Umali – keyboards

Technical    •    Tim Davis – vocal arranger and producer    •    Greg Mace – sound engineer    •    Lucy Mace - assistant stage manager    •    Art Mapa – music arranger, producer, programmer    •    Holly Reed - stage manager

Dancers    •    Amber Mace    •    Tommy Reed

Featured artists    1.    LADY GAGA    2.    BARBRA STREISAND    3.    JOSH GROBAN    4.    ARIANA GRANDE    5.    CELINE DION    6.    JASON DERULO    7.    IDINA MENZEL    8.    KELLY CLARKSON    9.    TAYLOR SWIFT    10.    PENTATONIX (Scott Hoying, Mitch Grassi, Kirstin Maldonado, Kevin Olusola, Matt Salee)    11.    JANE LYNCH    12.    TORI KELLY    13.    JENNIFER LOPEZ    14.    STEPHANIE BEATRIZ    15.    ANNA KENDRICK    16.    NSYNC (Justin Timberlake, Joey Fatone, Lance Bass, Chris Kirkpatrick, and JC Chasez)    17.    CECE WINANS    18.    KEKE PALMER    19.    LA DIVA QUARTET (Rosalie Chiang, Isabela Merced, Halle Bailey, Sabrina Carpenter)    20.    LAURYN HILL    21.    JASON MRAZ    22.    LAUREN DAIGLE    23.    JOSH DELA CRUZ    24.    ALLY BROOKE    25.    BRUNO MARS    26.    LAURYN HILL    27.    ANDREA BOCELLI    28.    MILEY CYRUS    29.    PATTI LABELLE    30.    BEYONCÉ    31.    JENNIFER HUDSON    32.    JUSTIN BIEBER    33.    SELENA GOMEZ    34.    LECRAE    35.    TOBYMAC    36.    SHAKIRA    37.    KATY PERRY    38.    MEGHAN TRAINOR    39.    OLIVIA RODRIGO    40.    USHER

Tour dates North America    •    Loma Linda, California, USA - TBA    •    Sacramento, California, USA - TBA    •    San Diego, California, USA - TBA    •    San Francisco, California, USA - TBA    •    Anaheim, California, USA - TBA    •    Los Angeles, California, USA - TBA    •    Salem, Oregon, USA - TBA    •    Portland, Oregon, USA - TBA    •    Vancouver, Washington, USA - TBA    •    Olympia, Washington, USA - TBA    •    Walla Walla, Washington, USA - TBA    •    Seattle, Washington, USA - TBA    •    Las Vegas, Nevada, USA - TBA    •    Honolulu, Hawaii, USA - TBA    •    Dallas, Texas, USA - TBA    •    San Antonio, Texas, USA - TBA    •    Houston, Texas, USA - TBA    •    Corpus Christi, Texas, USA - TBA    •    Louisville, Kentucky, USA - TBA    •    New Orleans, Louisiana, USA - TBA    •    Atlanta, Georgia, USA - TBA    •    Ringgold, Georgia, USA - TBA    •    Collegedale, Tennessee, USA - TBA    •    Ooltewah, Tennessee, USA - TBA    •    Chattanooga, Tennessee, USA - TBA    •    Nashville, Tennessee, USA - TBA    •    Memphis, Tennessee, USA - TBA    •    Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, USA - TBA      •    Stone County, Missouri, USA - TBA    •    St. Louis, Missouri, USA - TBA

 •    Charlotte, North Carolina, USA - TBA    •    Tallahassee, Florida, USA - TBA    •    Jacksonville, Florida, USA - TBA    •    Brandon, Florida, USA - TBA    •    Tampa, Florida, USA - TBA    •    Orlando, Florida, USA - TBA    •    West Palm Beach, Florida, USA - TBA    •    Miami, Florida, USA - TBA    •    Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA - TBA    •    Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA - TBA    •    Battle Creek, Michigan, USA - TBA    •    Chicago, Illinois, USA - TBA    •    Columbus, Ohio, USA - TBA    •    Cincinnati, Ohio, USA - TBA    •    Indianapolis, Indiana, USA - TBA    •    Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA - TBA    •    Albany, New York, USA - TBA    •    New York City, New York, USA - TBA    •    Washington D.C., USA - TBA    •    Québec City, Québec, Canada - TBA    •    Toronto, Ontario, Canada - TBA    •    Ottawa, Canada - TBA

Latin America and Caribbean    •    Mexico City, Mexico - TBA    •    Guadalajara, Mexico - TBA    •    Buenos Aires, Argentina - TBA    •    Bogotá, Colombia - TBA    •    Caracas, Venezuela - TBA    •    Lima, Peru - TBA    •    Santiago, Chile - TBA    •    Panama City, Panama - TBA    •    Guatemala City, Guatemala - TBA    •    Havana, Cuba - TBA    •    Punta Cana, Dominican Republic - TBA    •    San Juan, Puerto Rico - TBA    •    Brasília, Brazil - TBA    •    Rio de Janeiro, Brazil - TBA    •    São Paulo, Brazil - TBA

Asia, Middle East and Africa    •    Beijing, China - TBA    •    Shanghai, China - TBA    •    Taipei City, Taiwan - TBA    •    Fukuoka, Japan - TBA    •    Tokyo, Japan - TBA    •    Nagoya, Japan - TBA    •    Osaka, Japan - TBA    •    Yokohama, Japan - TBA    •    Manila, Philippines - TBA    •    Quezon City, Philippines - TBA    •    Singapore City, Singapore - TBA    •    Riyadh, Saudi Arabia - TBA    •    Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates - TBA    •    Dubai, United Arab Emirates - TBA    •    Jerusalem, Israel - TBA    •    Algiers, Algeria - TBA

Oceania    •    Melbourne, Australia - TBA    •    Sydney, Australia - TBA    •    Wellington, New Zealand - TBA    •    Auckland, New Zealand - TBA

Europe    •    Warsaw, Poland - TBA    •    Vienna, Austria - TBA    •    Linz, Austria - TBA    •    Graz, Austria - TBA    •    Prague, Czech Republic - TBA    •    Brussels, Belgium - TBA    •    Berlin, Germany - TBA    •    Cologne, Germany - TBA    •    Hamburg, Germany - TBA    •    Munich, Germany - TBA    •    Paris, France - TBA    •    Amsterdam, Netherlands - TBA    •    Rome, Italy - TBA    •    Milan, Italy - TBA    ���    Budapest, Hungary - TBA    •    Zurich, Switzerland - TBA    •    Lausanne, Switzerland - TBA    •    Lugano, Switzerland - TBA    •    Manchester, England, United Kingdom - TBA    •    London, England, United Kingdom - TBA    •    Dublin, Ireland - TBA    •    Madrid, Spain - TBA    •    Barcelona, Spain - TBA    •    Lisbon, Portugal - TBA    •    Porto, Portugal - TBA

Visit the Heritage singers' website at:

[paterday]

I really want to make palmer/Linda/Kelly expies or whatever the word is so I can have more free range and stress less about characterization. But. I like too much of what they already got going on. It would be like me showing up with them, only change is a fake moustache and glasses and insisting they are my ocs

[the2awakening]

♡ Cast ♡

Love interests

♡ Damien Thorn

♡ Estella Havisham

♡ Christophe Delorne

♡ Phillip Pirrip

♡ Herbert Pocket

♡ Gary Harrison

♡ Gregory Thibault

♡ Cosette

♡ Alejandro White

♡ David Rodriguez

♡ Leslie Meyers

♡ Terrance Mephesto

♡ Trent Boyett

♡ Jimmy Valmer

♡ Thomas Lacey

♡ Tweek Tweak

♡ Mike Makowski

♡ Lizzy

Non-love interests

☆ Mark Cotswolds

☆ Rebecca Cotswolds

☆ Kyle Broflovski

☆ …Muffy.

☆ Jason White

☆ Josh Myers

☆ Linda Triscotti

☆ Red McArthur

☆ Henry Kline

☆ Scott Malkinson

☆ Bobby Palmer

☆ Adam Borque

☆ Clyde Donovan

Potentials

✿ New Kid

✿ Sophie Gray

✿ Pete Thelman

✿ Michael

✿ Tammy Warner

✿ Nichole Daniels

✿ Tolkien Black

✿ Kevin Stoley

✿ Kenny McCormick

✿ Corey Lanskin

✿ Thad Jarvis

✿ Heidi Turner

✿ Isaiah Jordan

✿ Kelly-Ann Barlow